Blood and Ink

by paulina.♥   Mar 30, 2005


There’s blood in my pen,
Ink in my vein,
It flows through my body,
And drives me insane.

There’s blood on the paper,
Ink on my wrist,
I punch wildly,
With a tightly clenched fist.

There’s blood scribbled everywhere,
Ink pumping through my heart,
I’m screaming loudly,
While being torn apart.

I can’t take this any longer,
I use a razor to open my wrist,
I write deep in my vein,
I make a short list.

There’s blood in my pen,
Ink in my vein,
It flows through my body,
And drives me insane.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Piper

    you don't need to do that if you need to talk you can e-mail me nice powerful poem though

  • 13 years ago

    by ~*Ley*~

    this was beautiful, stunning, you are truly gifted
    ~Freak~

  • 13 years ago

    by t i f f a n y ♥

    Excellent write. I love it!

    -Tiff

  • Oh my god, I love this poem, I love the way you have intertwined the two ways of showing emotion. Amazing...I wish I could write like this

  • 13 years ago

    by Sarah Ann

    OMG That was so awesome I liked the repetition idea. very creative and gripping. excellent job! xxx